‘Of course there’s children — ’ said Ursula doubtfully.

Gudrun’s face hardened.

‘Do you REALLY want children, Ursula?’ she asked coldly. A dazzled, baffled look came on Ursula’s face.

‘One feels it is still beyond one,’ she said.

‘DO you feel like that?’ asked Gudrun. ‘I get no feeling whatever from the thought of bearing children.’

Gudrun looked at Ursula with a masklike, expressionless face. Ursula knitted her brows.

‘Perhaps it isn’t genuine,’ she faltered. ‘Perhaps one doesn’t really want them, in one’s soul — only superficially.’